For Hu Jiu Er.
Immortals are very powerful, an existence beyond reach.
Therefore, the existence of the painting wall is the biggest secret in her heart.
It might hide a secret path to the Immortal Realm.
Isn't it precious enough?
But she never imagined.
Ao Qing himself is an immortal.
Looking at the golden small seal filled with immortal energy, Hu Jiu Er's eyes were filled with shock.
Then she looked at Ao Qing, clasped her hands together and begged:
“Great Immortal, can you teach me to cultivate?”
Ao Qing flipped his hand and put away the seal, leaning back on the chair, stretching his legs.
“Sigh, my legs are a bit sore from sitting for too long.”
Hu Jiu Er didn't say a word, she squatted down and started to massage Ao Qing's legs.
After a while.
Ao Qing started to move his shoulders.
“Sigh, my arms are a bit tired too.”
Hu Jiu Er was about to get up to massage Ao Qing's arms.
However, Ao Qing asked in surprise:
“What about my legs then?”
Hu Jiu Er was also stunned, looking at his legs and then his arms, she was very embarrassed.
Xiao Qian covered her lips and giggled, reminding her:
“Sister Jiu Er, don't you still have a tail?”
Hu Jiu Er suddenly realized, she sat down and twisted her body, releasing nine furry big tails.
Two tails massaged Ao Qing's shoulders, two thumped his legs, and two pressed his head.
Hu Jiu Er lay beside Ao Qing, with a flattering smile on her face.
“Great Immortal, can you take me to cultivate now?”
Ao Qing half opened his eyes, and nodded perfunctorily.
“Hmm, it depends on your performance later.”
Hu Jiu Er was happy as if she had received a promise, and her big tails rubbed even more vigorously.
Xiao Qian watched the two from the side, and a faint happy smile appeared on her charming little face.
When the sky finally cleared.
Ao Qing got up to check on Fa Hai's progress, leaving only the happy Hu Jiu Er and Xiao Qian in the room.
Xiao Qian sat on the chair where Ao Qing had sat, propped her chin with her small hand, and stared at the big tree in the distance.
Hu Jiu Er's excitement subsided, and her expression gradually turned back to the cold and gorgeous look she had when they first met.
She let out a light shout, and her body rose directly into the air, stopping in mid-air, lying in a comfortable position.
Seeing Xiao Qian staring at the direction where Ao Qing left, she chuckled and asked curiously:
“Do you like him?”
Xiao Qian's body stiffened slightly, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly.
“It was the benefactor who saved my life.”
Hu Jiu Er curled her lips, using her magical power, she changed back to lying in mid-air.
“Nonsense, you just like his face.”
Xiao Qian suddenly turned her head, her cheeks flushed.
“Nonsense, it’s gratitude for saving my life.”
Hu Jiu Er giggled, pointing to Xia Hou who was practicing swordsmanship in another part of the temple.
“If you replaced the Immortal's face with that stupid guy's face, would you still offer yourself to him?”
Xiao Qian frowned, imagining it...
She shook her head quickly, getting rid of that terrible image from her mind.
Hu Jiu Er’s lips curled into an amused smile.
“So, what’s there to talk about falling in love at first sight, it's just a nicer way to say lust at first sight.”
Xiao Qian was a little unconvinced, she leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Hu Jiu Er.
“What about you?”
A hint of leisure appeared on Hu Jiu Er's gorgeous face.
“I’m also lustful.”
“Otherwise, do you really think I would be so easily subdued?”
“If he hadn't been handsome, the moment he touched me, I would have bitten him to death.”
Xiao Qian mercilessly exposed Hu Jiu Er's strength.
“You can’t beat the benefactor, and you can’t die together, you will die, and it won't be of any value.”
Hu Jiu Er froze, she bared her teeth at Xiao Qian angrily.
“Then I’ll commit suicide.”
“Moreover, we’re talking about you right now.”
A faint sadness appeared on Xiao Qian's charming little face.
“He knows my feelings, but there's no follow-up, maybe he doesn't like me.”
Hu Jiu Er curled her lips, full of disdain.
“It’s a wonder he doesn't like you, I smelled five or six kinds of scents on that man, he's a lustful fiend.”
Xiao Qian raised her willow eyebrows slightly, then covered her lips and giggled.
“Your nose is that sensitive?”
Hu Jiu Er rolled her eyes at her, lying in mid-air, she said seriously:
“Seriously, if you like him, you must seize the opportunity.”
Xiao Qian frowned, not understanding why Hu Jiu Er was urging her.
Hu Jiu Er knew that Xiao Qian didn't understand, she moved her body, landed beside Xiao Qian, and compared her hand with Xiao Qian's.
“Did you see that seal?”
“That's the Dragon King's seal, which represents him as a dragon that has become an immortal, living forever.”
“He likes you, but he won’t necessarily make love to you immediately.”
“Because in his eyes, the future is very long, he enjoys spending every moment with you, and at a certain unforgettable time, he completes the final step of merging with you.”
Xiao Qian lowered her head and thought, she understood what Hu Jiu Er meant...
In the evening.
Ao Qing returned with a huge wild boar.
Fa Hai still needed a day to deal with the resentful spirits here.
He went out for a walk and brought back this unlucky beast.
As soon as he returned to the room.
Ao Qing suddenly smelled a strange scent, he frowned and looked around, realizing that the decor of the room had changed.
Everywhere was a bright fiery red.
The dilapidated room had become a newlywed's bedroom.
Ao Qing let out a light shout.
“Hu?”
The answer he got was a light laugh from the beams of the house.
Ao Qing was about to push the door open to chase after her, but he found that the door to the inner room was open.
On the bed covered with a brocade quilt.
A girl in a fiery red wedding dress clasped her hands tightly.
Her voice came from under the veil.
“Bef, benefactor, it was me who asked Jiu Er to do this.”
Seeing this, Ao Qing sighed helplessly, and sat down beside Xiao Qian.
“Since I have been so frivolous and unrestrained towards you, I will not abandon you. Why go to such lengths?”
Xiao Qian, following Hu Jiu Er's instructions, giggled lightly:
“Why are you saying so much, benefactor? Is it because you can’t do it?”
？？？
Ao Qing raised an eyebrow.
Could he tolerate this?